I've been waiting for the right moment to post this but,...yea, might as well do it now. these are the lyrics form Gnarls Barkley's (Ceelo Green's & DJ Danger Mouse's) First album intitled "St. Elsewhere". most of these songs are kinda depressing, but i'll explain my reasoning for either liking or relating to them.
"St. Elsewhere"
I packed a few of my belongings
Left the life that I was living
Just some memories of it
Mostly the ones I can't forget
Whenever you need me I'll be here
Until then my dear
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going there
Don't ask me to make time
To travel back and forth
Let nature take it's course
Maybe I'm open from all this ocean air
And if it weren't for you I'd be without a care
Setting sail to St. Elsewhere
Anywhere you sit you can see the sun
Unfortunately on this island I'm the only one
Same rules apply on a rainy day
And it's not such a pretty place to be
It just rains, and rains, and rains on me
Send a simple side, I can understand
Then a flower grew out that sand
Before you knew it, I was back out on that sea
Now I don't mind it so much
Because as long as I'm not there
Anywhere is St. Elsewhere
Way over yonder there is new frontier
Would it be so hard for you to come and visit me here?
I understand
Would you just send me a message in a bottle then baby?
St. Elsewhere
Basicly, this song reminded me of a girl i liked at one point. She was always in and out of my life, nothing never was solid between us no matter how i tried. and i guess we were both scared of what could have been or something, who knows. anyways, i always related myself as an island. people vist for releaf or just see the sights, but no one ever stays. even the people who build a home usualy move before i even know it, thats how it always was back then....and yes, i still see myself as an island.
"Just A Thought"
All I want is your understanding
As in the small act of affection
"Why is this my life?"
Is almost everybody's question
And I've tried
Everything but suicide
But it's crossed my mind
I prefer peace
Wouldn't have to have one word of possession
But essentially I'm an animal
So just what do I do with all the aggression?
Well I've tried
Everything but suicide
But it's crossed my mind
Life is a one-way street, and if you could paint it
I'd draw myself going in the right direction
So I go all the way - like I really really know -
But the truth is I'm only guessin'
And I've tried
Everything but suicide
Oooh but it's crossed my mind
Just a thought
It's even dark in the daytime
It's not just good - it's +Great Depression+
When I was lost I even found myself
Looking in the gun's direction
And so I've tried
Everything but suicide
But yes - it's crossed my mind
But I'm fine
its funny (not really), but when people first see me (atleast if i'm by myself) they think that i'm either depresed, suicadal, or a murderer. i was even told that i gave a girl a nightmare were i was trying to kill her. rolleyes Thats kinda were the nickname "silent Killer" came from, cause at shcool i only talk when spoken to, and with my muder/depressed looking face, i guess thats how they saw me. keep in mind not everyone saw me in that light, just a few. but i have been down that sad road so many times before. suicide never came to mind though, too afraid of death to dare venture in that direction, plus i have dreams and goals of being a father (which are starting to fade slowly as i get older, but thats another story for a later time)
"Who Cares?"
Basically I'm complicated
I have a hard time taking the easy way
I wouldn't call it schizophrenia
But I'll be at least 2 people today
If that's okay
And I can go on and on and on... but who cares?
It's deep how you can be so shallow
And I'm afraid cause I have no fear
And I didn't believe in magic
Until I watched you disappear
I wish you where here
And I can go on and on and on... but who cares?
You see, everybody is somebody
But nobody wants to be themselves
and If I ever wanted to understand me
I'll have to talk to someone else
Cause every little bit helps
And I can go on and on and on... but who cares?
Feels like... the surreal life
But it's still nice
Wish I could live twice
but I still might
if these bones heal right
I see a little light
though it's still night
Feels like... surreal like
But its still nice
Wish I could live twice
but I still might
if these bones heal right
I see a little light
though it's still night
And I can go on and on and on... but who cares?
i've bottled up every bad experiance, emotion, and drama in my life. why? cause i never had anyone to relate to, i was always alone in this world and thats how i always felt. and to tell anyone now would be a waste. not because its unimportant, just because i'm not in that mindframe all the time. underneth it all, yes. i do feel exactly that way. and i also fear the possible reaction,the attactment to that person, then the betrayle or rather them leaveing me in the cold to fend for myself. thats kinda why i fear relationships of all kinds. i've had my trust broken alot in the past, which led to unnessisary heart ache and pain but...ohwell, thats life right?
"Storm Coming"
I could paint a picture with a pen
But a song will only scratch the skin
And there are still places I haven't been
Because I know what's in there is already in there
Oh yeah, there's a storm on the way
There's a storm on the way, alright
There's a storm on the way, uh huh
And it's comin' no matter what I say
(And I come, I come, I come, I come)
Hey, hey, hey, there's truth in the thunder
Love in the lightning, the feeling is frightening
Yeah, isn't it exciting?
I'm something like stormy weather
If I weren't we would never
Huddle together, do I have to tell you
That I'm also the sunlight, that shines shortly after?
I just rain cause I have to, on to a new chapter
I wish you lots of laughter
Til the next time you see me
Just remember you need me, I'm the storm coming
(And I come, I come, I come, I come)
Oh C'mon (And I come, I come, I come, I come), c'mon
Run towards the hills to avoid the high flood
I can do a dance that'll make the sky cry blood
Skills provoking, and seals to be broken open
All that's left to do is try my love, wooooooh
I'm singing in the cyclone
I'm writing a raging sea
Searching for a sign of the times
Is it safe to say it's me?
Listen to our lives
The wind will whisper the way it is
I am going to happen, what a lovely day it is
Don't ask why
Just live, and, die
Just love it for the poetry and the message....and an odd fact about this song is that it usualy rains after i play it. almost like a jinx or something. at one point i would avoid playing that part of the album out of fear something bad would happen sweatdrop ...yea, well thats it for the moment. either tomarrow or later on in the wek i'll do their secound album (which is like a biography of my heart 3nodding ) til then. good morning, good afternoon, and good night wink
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